Page 90 of Insidious Heart
Oh, the joys of researching morons.
But that means Beau has to stay alive until I get a location on the girls, the auction, and anything else pertinent to shutting this shit down before it happens.
Unfortunately for me, it also means listening to the misogynistic, bigoted shitstain of a human for hours of my life that I will never get back until he gives me something to go on.
“Cool it, man,” Jesus says as he kicks back against the vinyl like he doesn’t have a care in the world. “I got here when I got here, and it don’t change anything you gotta tell me.”
Even through the black and white footage I can tell how red Beau’s face is as he leans in. “Listen up, you black bastard,” he hisses.Guess I can add racist to misogynist and bigot. How the hell did that guy produce someone as pure as my little dove?“Your dumbass prospect got his ass handed to him by a bouncer at the Kings’ strip club because he couldn’t follow orders. I said to play fucking nice and listen to their rules, and he didn’t. If things went any further, he woulda started a war before we could stick them with anything.”
Bingo.
I lean toward the screen and turn up the volume in my earpiece as Beaufinallygives me a little concrete evidence. It’s not the information I’m looking for but it’s a blunt admission of intent and that means I’m that much closer to getting what I need from him.
“It was fine.” Jesus waves his hand through the air dismissively before cocking his head to the side. “They don’t know it was one of my guys.”
“No, but that’s not the goddamn point. He went after one of the sluts pretending to be a dancer, and if that asshole Snipe had wanted to, he coulda come after me for it. Didn’t need to know he wasn’t a Seed to do it neither, and now I’m gonna leave his body on Kings’ turf to make nice.”
“So?” The wannabe messiah shrugs. “Don’t matter to me who lives or dies, the only thing I care about is getting half of El Paso County when this is all said and done.”
“A third,” Beau grunts. “You get one fucking third, you dumb fuck. I been here longer and deserve all of it but decided to extend mygratitudeby giving you a third.”
Jesus leans in, his dreadlocks falling over his shoulders as he does. “And I’m the one sticking my neck out, you fat fuck. Those shipping containers are my burden until you finally get comfortable sucking Snipe’s dick, so I’ll be taking half the county for my troubles.”
“Like hell you will!”
“Damn right, I will.” Jesus’s hand darts out and grabs the front of Beau’s jacket, pulling him closer as he growls. “I keep those bitches in the boxes on my land until you’re ready to move? I get half. I help you pin this on the Kings to make that happen? I get half.” He leans in closer until they’re almost nose to nose. “Or do I need to remind you who’s running this show,butcher? Who knowsalland has no problem sharing if need be?”
Beau shakes his head and swallows hard. “Half is fine.”
Pussy, I think as I roll my eyes.
“Pussy bitch.” Jesus echoes my sentiment as he shoves Beau back into the booth. “Now, when are we throwing this next party?”
With a grin, I settle in and listen to these asshats for another half hour, my IQ dropping as I do, but by the time they leave to head to their respective corners, I’m on the phone with Spider and tearing up pavement to follow Beauregard home.
One of my questions was answered tonight, and I know exactly how I’m going to celebrate.
CHAPTEREIGHTEEN
VICTOR
With a very satisfied smile,I turn down Stevie’s street and slow to just under the speed limit so I don’t go flying through her neighborhood like the positively thrilled asshole I am right now. But as I get closer to my little dove’s house, I see not only the normal lineup of motorcycles that belong to her armed guard, I also see Cal Moreland’s big ass Dodge idling in the driveway.
Shit.
After his date with Jesus, Beau said he was going home before meeting with his executive committee, I just wasn’t expecting the horrible bastard to still be here.
It seemed pretty urgent, meeting with his board of idiots to begin figuring out the details of when and how they were going to throw a party the Kings would come to after the fiasco at The Dollhouse. Apartywhere they’d essentially hold the WKMC hostage, parade out the girls he’s been hiding to start the auction, then somehow tip off the authorities outside the Kings’s payroll so they get busted.
Personally, I don’t think Beau the Butcher is smart enough to get things sorted out in a seamless way, but Jesus seemed comfortable enough with the idea that he let him take the reins for now. And I don’t know if that makes the current Cobra Con president a moron or really fucking smart, because if Beau fucks this up it could be really bad for both of them.
Something is telling me they’re heading toward a double cross of epic proportions, though, simply based on what I just listened to, and I have a feeling Jesus might be hoping the Demon Seeds’ presidentdoesfuck up just so he can gain control of El Paso County in its entirety.
Either way, Beauregard split to meet with Cal and the other assholes in his club so they could plan the auction as well asoffthe apparent Cobra prospect who made a scene at his birthday party, and went to offer him up to the Kings. Which is an interesting plan in and of itself.
I turn down the block toward the vacant lot, pulling into my usual spot slowly, then putt the station wagon in park before turning off my ride and smoking a cigarette to kill a little time.
When I called Spider to give him the information I got via his drone—and compliment the fuck out of the tiny robot—he brought up a good point about Beau’s peace offering specifically.
